She was somewhat surprised at the invitation from the most notorious sorority on campus, Sigma Epsilon Chi. Just a few days before she had had a run i... with a few Sigma Sisters who clearly did not know their Greek, despite being in 'the Greek community', so to speak. Ashley had greeted them with one of the only ancient Greek phrases she knew, one from Lord Byron's poem, Maid of Athens, ere we part. In Greek it read " ZO AMO, SA SA GAPPO " and the sorority girls looked at her like she was more. The rest turned into her.There were few enough woman on the ex-prison planet to begin with. Mutating a disease on the planet that made a cunt cook itself from the inside out the itch was so bad was viral warfare gone sadistic. Joanne packed the dildo as hard as she could as fast as she could and spread her legs. As fast as she could make the hard packed snow, they melted inside her. She humped the snow bank, her legs as spread as they were in the truck. The doctor was watching, the perv. He. We said our good-byes and then the three of us left the reception. Her mother drove us home. At home Gail and her grandmother came into our bedroom to help my new bride out of her wedding dress. Then Gail and her grandmother helped each other out of their dresses as well.The three generations of women stood side by side in just their bras, panties, and high heels. They were wearing identical set in the same exact color but in different sizes. Gail was wearing a 34-B, Jenny was wearing a 36-D,. This was no aristocrats garment. It was a garment for a rare and expensive whore. That made her hot. She could feel her knees trembling with the need to be violated. She liked being dressed up to suit a mans needs, being changed into whatever suited his desires. Like she wasnt a person at all, just a doll – a toy – to suit a mans fantasy. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, and the way the soft silk brushed her skin made her ache to be filled. When the door creaked open, she hoped.